D’Arcy: Shit, I didn’t think of it. I should have told you to bring Kate. She would love this.
Ben: Oh, she, uh, took Max to her mom’s for a couple nights.
D’Arcy: Oh, Benny all alone. Let me guess, cartoons and cereal for breakfast, cartoons and cereal for dinner.
Ben: The definition of a perfect day. And with Kate gone, I don’t have to worry about holding in my farts.
D’Arcy: You don’t fart around your wife. What’s the point of being married if you can’t fart around your wife?
Ben: [chuckles] Eh, I don’t do a lot of things around Kate.
D’Arcy: What does that mean?
Ben: I don’t know. Sometimes I feel I can’t be myself in front of her. Can’t do the things that I want to do.
D’Arcy: I thought you guys were getting along great. The way she talks about it, your place is all handcuffs and frozen dildos.
